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And I did this all on my own. But damn, am I happy to have this with Soren now.
I fell in love with the reporter, and I have zero regrets.
CHAPTER29
SOREN
“Okay, I could really get used to this,” I say as I face Royal in the big-ass Jacuzzi tub in our new house. There’s enough room for both of us to stretch out. And okay, I really love it.
And yes, new house.
We bought a house together in Kansas City nearly three months after making it Instagram official. Why? Because we could. Because we’re all-in.
And because we needed a bigger tub in a homier home. And this one is downright perfect.
It’s close to his old house, so we’re still near Axel and Sebastian and Ryan and Grady. Jenny and Waylon actually live close too. Both have fully embraced our relationship. Waylon went a little over-the-top when he met my new boyfriend, but that’s my cousin for you.
He had to go back out of town almost immediately after the first official meeting but promised a full dinner at his house very soon. Knowing Waylon, it’ll be a grand affair.
My followers seem to really enjoy all the updates I’ve given them into our lives too. His following went way up, as did mine, when we became a couple. Funny enough, I had an influx of racing fans following me, supporting the hell out of thenewest gay racer, though I’ve tried to repeatedly correct them on that.
Royal doesn’t really like putting a label on himself. And I’m more than okay with that. He’s my man, and I’m more than happy with that one last label.
Mine.
So fucking mine.
I reach forward, sweeping some bubbles into my hands and then smushing them around his jaw, making a bubble beard. “There you go.”
He laughs and doesn’t hesitate doing the same to me. We sit in our tub full of bubbles, suds in our hair and on our faces, and I realize this isn’t what I thought I wanted.
I didn’t sit around and dream about a life like this.
No, my brain never could have come up with something so damn perfect. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.
And while I do love sharing our adventures together with our followers, some things will always be naked-rule sacred.
I don’t think he ever worries about that, and I know I can trust him.
Some things are only for us.
“You ready for the race tomorrow?” He’s been back at it for a couple of months now, and he’s been doing really well.
He’s won a couple of races. He’s lost some.
But he’s kept his temper in check. Still, I wonder if he knows it doesn’t matter to me. If he does happen to lose his cool out there... he won’t lose me. No, I don’t want him to hurt anyone on purpose—but I don’t think he will.
“I’m ready. That rookie is really getting on my nerves.”
“Yeah, a wannabe hotshot,” I say and then move between his legs and wrap my arms around his neck. “I’ll always take the original.”
He just shakes his head and wraps his arms around me tightly. “I love you.”
That’s all he really needs to say. Every time he does, I swear I melt. “I love you too. I can’t wait to watch you race tomorrow.”
That makes him laugh. “A racing fan. Who’d have thought?”
“Not me,” I say and lean forward to kiss him, sudsy beards and all. Of course, it quickly turns heated, and we can’t keep our hands off each other. We rut together in our brand-new tub until we come together, water sloshing over the sides.
